She understood now what it was –
That lightning strike of insane lucidity,
The howl accompanying the bearing of teeth
Crimson stained and razor sharp,
Poised to pull flesh from the bone.

~ ~ ~

She had been hunting

Circling first in excited anticipation
With senses heightened, she lingered.
Her eyes narrowing with darkness, watching
The shadows recede as the moon
Lifted itself further into the sky.

She waited for the distant cry

Of a wounded animal letting out
Its irrepressible song, its pain,
Knowing, it would reveal itself with its scream.
The predator within her awakening then,
As impulse drove her into the night

Raging with indescribable delight.

~ ~ ~

The moon alone bore witness
As she lunged at her unsuspecting prey
It had smiled, even, when she exulted
Howling, to announce her conquest.
It, too, knew exactly what it was -


This… her hunger, fed.

Author's Note: (I know, I know... "another author's note, Snem?" Well, uh... YEH!) I cannot post this without pausing to more directly pay tribute to those that know, inately and intimately, of hunger and of screaming. These creatures inspire me and with all that I am, I wish to thank them. ~Snemmy [comments] => 11 [counter] => 409 [topic] => 19 [informant] => Silent-No-More [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 38 [ratings] => 8 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => InspirationalPoems )

Howling Contributed by Silent-No-More on Friday, 17th March 2006 @ 01:31:16 PM in AEST Topic: InspirationalPoems She understood now what it was – That lightning strike of insane lucidity, The howl accompanying the bearing of teeth Crimson stained and razor sharp, Poised to pull flesh from the bone. ~ ~ ~ She had been hunting Circling first in excited anticipation With senses heightened, she lingered. Her eyes narrowing with darkness, watching The shadows recede as the moon Lifted itself further into the sky. She waited for the distant cry Of a wounded animal letting out Its irrepressible song, its pain, Knowing, it would reveal itself with its scream. The predator within her awakening then, As impulse drove her into the night Raging with indescribable delight. ~ ~ ~ The moon alone bore witness As she lunged at her unsuspecting prey It had smiled, even, when she exulted Howling, to announce her conquest. It, too, knew exactly what it was - This… her hunger, fed. Author's Note: (I know, I know... "another author's note, Snem?" Well, uh... YEH!) I cannot post this without pausing to more directly pay tribute to those that know, inately and intimately, of hunger and of screaming. These creatures inspire me and with all that I am, I wish to thank them. ~Snemmy Copyright © Silent-No-More ... [ 2006-03-17 13:31:16] (Date/Time posted on site) Advertisments: Previous Posted Poem         | |         Next Posted Poem